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There's so many things wrong with this. Like so many.
Rey’s laying on her bed listening to her roommate Ben jack off for what seems like for the hundredth night in a row.
“Ben, please!” She can’t take it anymore.
“Oh fuck.” She hears him grunting as he cums. The fact that she knows what he sounds like when he’s cumming is just another fucked up thing she can add to the list.
“Damn,” He’s breathing hard in the background. “Thanks kitten, that did it for me.”
She swings her legs over the side of her bed to sit up, “I said your name for you to stop, you inconsiderate ass, not to—”
Her voice trails off because she’s never sat up before. Never looked over before.
Ben is on top of the covers, completely exposed. Her pussy pulses and she squeezes her thighs together as she plops back down on her bed, trying to pretend she didn’t just see his cock out, laying up across his stomach. Thick. Imposing.
He just came so he couldn’t be completely soft yet but he wasn’t all the way hard either and—Stop! Rey groans internally, pissed off all over again.
“I told you; I’ve got needs,” Ben rustles over on his side of the room, “It’s not my fault that the housing department messed up our assignments. I’m tired of you cock blocking.”
“Aaaaaghh!” Rey flips over and screams in her pillow before rolling back over, “I'm not stopping you. Bang all the girls you want… just… just… Ben! Put on some pants when you’re walking around the room.”
Rey counts to ten as she stares up at the ceiling, giving him time to slip on some joggers. She’s resigned to the fact he’s usually without a shirt, just as she likes to wear boyshorts and big tees to be comfy but just briefs? Nope.
She can’t help but pout, “There’s no possible way that you can tell me that if you had a male roommate that you’d be doing this.”
“Calm down,” Ben goads her, knowing that it riles her up. Ben comes over and plops on her bed. The lights are off but the outside lights from the campus shine through the blinds. She squeaks and sits up, relieved—right? Yes, relieved —he’s dressed now. He extends some grapes he just grabbed from their shared mini-fridge.
“That’s so gross,” Rey whines as she buries her face in her hands. “You just jacked off with that hand.”
“Makes them taste better,” he laughs as he pops the last couple of them in his mouth. He reaches out, touching her knees and calves while she kicks out at him.
“Hah! Serves you right,” she taunts him when he almost chokes on one.
“Don’t worry kitten,” Ben raises his eyebrows as he chews and swallows them down safely. “I’m not going anywhere.” He stands up and stretches.
The light shines on his body, highlighting his defined form. His happy trail. His loose sweatpants hang dangerously low and she’s reminded that he’s mainly naked and really fucking hot. She looks away quickly.
“Well, except over here,” he laughs at his own joke as he lumbers back over to his own bed. He drops down and it creeks loudly under his sheer mass. He’s asleep within seconds. Rey, on the other hand, is most definitely not.
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Her and Ben ended being roommates because of some stupid computer glitch. It’s like the stupidest reason ever. Somehow her gender designation was reflected as M in the system.
She had been so excited her first day of college too. She imagined becoming besties with her roommate. She's heard the stories—the friends you make in college are the ones you keep forever.
She only had her backpack and one box as she made her way to her assigned dorm.
She thought it was a bit odd that she was surrounded by guys once she stepped inside. Well, and all the parents. At first, she thought maybe it was co-ed but there were no notable females at all.
She got to her room and yep, there was Ben. They went to the housing office immediately and stood in line for six hours without being able to speak to anyone.
Rey didn’t understand how this happened. “It’s your name, I think,” Ben had quipped not-so-helpfully. They went the office again the next day and was told to put their name on a list and someone would call them when they had a room Rey could move into.
That was over two months ago.
For the first six weeks, she was at the housing office every business day.
“Are you sure you’re not a guy?” That was the conversation six times.
“There are no empty dorm rooms.” That was the conversation twenty-three times.
“I think we have an opening.” That was one time.
She had rushed to their room. Packed everything up. She had been exhausted because it had been a big homework week too. Ben hadn’t helped; he looked rather upset about it actually.
She made it back to the housing office just in time before it closed. “We’re just waiting for the key to be turned in,” they told her.
“Oh, let me turn in my old key in quick!” Rey had been so excited; she was bouncing on heels of her feet.
The guy took the key, printed out some papers, and had her sign a whole bunch of forms. “Okay, all done with that.” Then he punched some buttons. Flipped some screens.
As she waited, Rey remembered wondering what her new roommate would be like. Whether they’d go to some parties together. Rey wasn’t great at making friends; she had crossed her fingers in hopes that the girl would be nice.
She also remembered the confused look that had come over the guy’s face. He had looked at her and then back down at the key. Ever so slowly, he extended it back to her, “This is the newly opened room.” At least he looked like he felt bad when he shut the office window minutes later.
She had cried that time.
When she went back to the room, Ben dropped everything when he saw her tear-streaked face. There was a darkness in his eyes she didn’t know he was capable of possessing.
“Tell me who the fuck did this to you Rey,” he had said.
She had blubbered out the story. Ben got a washcloth and wiped her face. Even helped her unpack.
She got used to having to walk to the female dorm next door to take her showers. She shared the guest bathroom with the steady stream of girls that came in and out for the guys throughout the dorm’s three floors.
None for Ben though. No dates and no invitees either. It was about two and a half weeks ago that he started jerking off regularly.
“I’ve got needs,” he said unapologetically only moments before she heard the click of a lube bottle and then the schlepping sound of him stroking himself.
She’d be lying if she said it wasn’t just a little bit hot. Infuriating, but still an itsy bitsy hot. It had to be. Ben was hot.
Big, huge, like he could pin you down and fuck you hard into the mattress until you couldn’t breathe hot. Break-you-in-two good. Not that Rey thought about it. Not like she didn’t have needs too.
She really hated being roommates with Ben.
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Rey leans against Ben’s desk. “We need a system.” Ben stays quiet, waiting for her to go on so she continues, “I’ve got needs too.” They've been roommates now for about three months and she’s lasted four weeks with his nightly activities.
Ben’s eyes light up and he pokes her ribs making her bounce around trying to avoid it. “Oooo, naughty little girl, all pent up—”
Rey shuts him up by smashing her finger against his mouth. Which of course, he sticks out his tongue in reaction. He rolls it around her finger. But not in an annoying way. Like in a holy-fuck-wonder-what-else-can-that-tongue-could-do kinda way.
Shit, Rey really might be pent up.
“I’m tired of listening to you every night.” She wipes her finger on his shirt. Granted, it's not really every night but neither of them really have any other friends or hang out with other people so the days just kinda blend into each other.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh,” Ben nods. “I’m down with fucking. Like a friends with benefits thing? Or would you prefer something more along the lines of hate sex?”
“Eww!” Rey smacks his forehead with the palm of her hand. “No. How about—wait. What? Hate sex?”
Ben smirks. “Yeah, I can tell you how you don’t need school, just have my babies, gonna keep you pregnant… kitten, I’m kidding!” He’s fending off all the hits Rey is landing on him and when she finally stops, he peeks at her in between his arms he put up to protect himself. “…then I’ll tell you calm down when you get upset.”
Rey starts another barrage of playful hits and Ben manages to get out “I surrender” in between laughs.
She gives a laugh despite herself. "Anyway, so I was thinking maybe once or twice a week we take turns disappearing to allow the other to have some free time.”
“Naw, I like the fuck buddies idea better,” Ben smirks. He pushes up from the chair and stands up, looming over her. Standing a couple inches apart, the thought crosses Rey’s mind that if Ben wanted to fuck Rey, it wouldn’t be hard to force himself on her at all.
She’s lucky Ben’s not an asshole. Or an evil creep or something.
She shakes the thought out of her mind. That’s the doom and gloom cynical foster-brain thinking, she reminds herself. Besides, Ben isn’t like that. He’s super sweet. The other guys in the dorms are banging girls and guys all the time, so him jacking off is pretty mild.
“I’ll make you a deal,” Ben goes to the fridge and pulls out two bottled juices. He offers her one.
She never has anything to put in the fridge and he’s always sharing with her. She nods appreciatively and takes what he gives her.
He takes a big swig of his. “I’ll only jack off once a week if make yourself cum once a week too.”
Huh?
“That doesn’t even make sense.” She puts the juice down to fold her arms.
“Which part,” he asks, taking another large gulp. Ben comes back to his desk, and she swears he rubs up against her as he sits back down. Guess she is the one that chose to stand there, that close. She grabs her cold bottle and moves down, widening the space.
“Look kitten, I’ve got a shitload of homework and don’t really want to spend the entire evening explaining how the male mind operates, just trust me. I’m more than happy to reduce my—“
“Fine,” she rushes to agree. She goes to leave but his hand grabs her arm, making her stay in place.
“In front of me.”
When she slowly leans back on the desk, he loosens his grip. “I jack off with you in the room, and so you do the same.”
“What? No,” Rey shakes her head. “I… I’m not doing that.”
“I’m not gonna watch or anything,” Ben looks amused. “You don’t watch me. Do you?”
“What? No!” Rey says the words again but more passionaitely. She puts down the drink again just so she can scream into her hands. “Aaaaaghhhhh!”
“Why can’t I just have a normal college experience?” She lifts herself up. “I was going meet my bestie here. Have a whole crew. We were going to braid each other’s hair and talk about boys.” She pouts, “They say the people you meet in college, you’re with forever.”
“Who?” Ben sounds strange. “Who said that?”
Rey laughs. “Every Hallmark card? Their movies too.”
Ben makes a face. “Okay, don’t know about all that shit. But I do know how to braid hair and I can talk about boys with you..”
Rey gives a small smile, appreciative of the gesture. To demonstrate, Ben speaks in a high-pitched tone, “Oh Marcia, that Ben is soooo-oooh cute!” He reaches out and rubs her knee. “How about this? Tonight, I’ll get us some drinks, we’ll do some shots or something. Hang out. Then we’ll both get off—”
Ben gives her a look before she can interject, continuing, “In our own beds, on our own.” He gives a sigh. “Look, I think we’re stuck like this for the rest of the year. We can make it awkward and weird or just be like fuck it—school’s stressful as shit and I’d really like to bust a nut right now.”
Rey can’t help but burst into giggles. “Aaaaaghh!!” She throws back her head. “Fine, let’s just do it and get it over with.”
She jumps off the desk and grabs her stuff to go to class. Before she leaves Ben calls out to her, “Hey kitten, tequila sound good?”
Groaning, she nods her head in agreement. Why not? What’s she got to lose?
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